In the evening, Zhang Chu walked home through the wind and snow.

Zhiqiu held Xiao Taiping, who was wrapped in thick mink fur, and stood outside the house to greet him.

When she saw Zhang Chu, she stood on tiptoes to look behind the motorcade and asked, "Where is the fourth sister?"

Zhang Chu replied casually: "She has something to do at home and has gone back."

Zhiqiu looked at him in disbelief: "She said she would go back, but you really let her go back? Didn't you stay for a while?"

Zhang Chu looked at him in confusion: "She said she had something to do at home, why should I keep her?"

"Pfft..."

Zhiqiu couldn't help but shook his head, stood up on tiptoes and patted Zhang Chu's forehead: "My elm-knotted master, when will you be able to wake up..."

Her smile is no longer as bright and beautiful as when she was a girl.

But it has more tenderness accumulated over the years.

Looking at her smiling face, the complicated thoughts in Zhang Chu's heart gradually disappeared.

Gradually it becomes peaceful.

The world is like a raging fire, and living is like suffering.

Fortunately, there are people like Qiuhong who can detoxify fire...

Zhang Chu couldn't help but smile, patted her on the top of her head, and said nothing.

"father."

Xiao Taiping timidly pulled the corner of Zhang Chu's clothes and called out in a low voice.

But when he saw Zhang Chu, he kept looking at his mother, as if he didn't see him.

Zhang Chu lowered his head when he heard the sound and raised his eyebrows: "Who taught you to shout like this?"

Xiao Taiping was startled, tears immediately overflowed from his big eyes, and he said in a low voice: "That's how Er Niu calls Uncle Zhang..."

Zhiqiu feels sorry for the child.

But when Zhang Chu was teaching his children, she never interrupted.

Hearing his son's cry, Zhang Chu's heart softened. He bent down to pick him up, gently wiped the tears from his face, and said gently: "Okay, okay, don't cry. A man will bleed but not shed tears..."

You have to call me Abba at home, but not Dad, remember?"

Xiao Taiping nodded timidly and whispered: "I remember."

Zhang Chu hugged him and walked into the house.

Zhiqiu followed him and sighed helplessly.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Zhang Chu saw a small figure rushing towards him like a sharp arrow: "Abba..."

Zhang Chu was afraid that this guy would fall, so he quickly bent his knees and caught the little figure: "Slow down."

"Little bastard, keep running, run to the sky, it's useless to look for your father!"

Li Youniang's ferocious roar came from the back room.

As soon as Zhang Chu looked up, he saw Li Youniang holding a feather duster and striding towards him with her sleeves rolled up.

The black shadow quickly engulfed the three of them.

"Gudong."

Zhang Chu swallowed his saliva, held the little bastard in his arms behind him with one hand, and said with a forced smile: "If you have something to say, say it well. If you have something to say, say it well. I just came back today, give me some face, give me some face..."

“A loving father often loses his son!”

Li Youniang stepped forward angrily and reached out to catch the little brat hiding behind Zhang Chu: "He only dares to cause trouble because of your protection. Get out of my way. I have to pull out his skin today."

!”

Zhang Chu spread his hands to protect the little rabbit behind him like an old hen protecting its chicks: "If you want to beat him, don't hit him with a feather duster. It hurts too much, it hurts too much..."

The little brat hiding behind him saw that his incompetent father could not protect him, so he ran out and shouted towards the kitchen: "Second mother, leave some food for me."

"Why……"

Xia Tao, wearing an apron around her waist, came out of the kitchen with a big spoon in her hand. Looking at Li Youniang's furious back, she shook her head helplessly: "Young lady, when is it wrong to spank your child? I have to choose this right time to spank...

…”

After saying that, she turned her face and showed a bright smile to Zhang Chu: "Master, please eat two more bowls of Da Da Lu noodles tonight."

"Why."

Zhang Chu nodded and said: "More noodles, Shitou will come home for dinner in the evening, and Mule and Zhang Meng will come over later. I want to talk to them about something."

Xia Tao nodded: "Don't worry, it's enough to eat!"

With that said, she returned to the kitchen with the spoon in hand.

Zhang Chu was standing in the yard holding Xiao Taiping. The smell of meat and cooking smoke lingering in front of his nose was the smell of meat and cooking smoke from the kitchen, and the distant roar of Li Youniang could be heard in his ears...

He finally felt like he was home...

…

"Chiliu..."

In the side hall, a large family of the Zhang family, including Mule and Zhang Meng, each held a simple sea bowl larger than a human face and ate with their heads.

Even Li Jintian, who had a bruised nose and face, and little Taiping, who had just grown up over the dining table, stood grabbing big chopsticks and eating deliciously.

Li Youniang was really good at beating Li Jintian.

Xia Tao's cooking skills are really nothing to say.

"You should sort it out in the past two days and see who should send invitations to Yanbei. You are familiar with this aspect and can make arrangements."

Zhang Chu sat on the top seat and said to the mule while eating noodles.

Mule ate at Zhang Mansion as if he were at his own home. He ate with his mouth full of noodles while holding the bowl of noodles, and replied vaguely: "How many days do you have to give me some grace? There are wars going on everywhere right now. What's going on?"

It is necessary to determine where the person is, and it is not easy for our people to send invitations."

Zhang Meng interjected: "Invitations can go through the channels of the Qingye Department. Basically no one will stop our people wherever they go."

He is very reserved.

Although he tried his best to appear relaxed, when he was eating noodles, he only dared to pick up a few noodles and put them in his mouth.

"Then it's settled."

The mule didn't care: "I'll draw up the list, I'll confirm the positions of the personnel, and Brother Meng will be responsible for the delivery... Sister-in-law, please have another bowl of noodles."

Xia Tao stood up and took the empty bowl from the mule's hand.

After Luo Zi wiped his mouth carelessly with a handkerchief, he asked enthusiastically: "Master Chu, after you become the deputy leader of Jianghu, can we separate our troops and have sex with that old dog Huo Qing? Otherwise

, let’s rebel too, right?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the adults in the side hall paused with their chopsticks and looked at the mule in surprise.

Mule looked around and didn't feel that he had said anything wrong. He smiled easily and said: "Li Yushan dares to rebel. Our Beiping Alliance is not weaker than his Li family, so why don't we dare to rebel? Besides, we still have the guts to rebel.

Yes...Master Chu, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Chu frowned slightly, then put the noodles on the chopsticks into his mouth with a normal expression, and asked slowly: "Why, you don't like Da Li Chao so much?"

Mule pondered for a few breaths, then smiled again: "Looking at the overall situation in Jiuzhou, the family named Ying should have started planning in advance. Unfortunately, in this world, there are too many people who are holding back their energy to help them step down.

There are too many, and many of their arrangements not only have no positive effect, but have the opposite effect, and they are playing with fire and burning themselves!"

Playing with fire and burning yourself?

Zhang Chu agrees with this statement.

He felt that Mule's ability to say these words meant that he had truly matured in his overall outlook.

The person at the helm of the dynasty... I don't know if he is Emperor Qi Ming or Zu Long. Anyway, he is the person in charge of the dynasty, not a stupid and foolish king.

It’s not like there aren’t smart people in the court.

In order to deal with this catastrophe, they did a lot of work in advance, and even took the initiative to step on some landmines to reduce the intensity of this catastrophe.

Unfortunately, they still underestimated the intensity of this catastrophe.

In other words, they underestimated the ambitions of wealthy flying masters like Dali.

Best example.

They are Zhenbei Prince's Mansion and Tian Qingjun Li Family.

The imperial court's basic strategy in Yanbei over the past few years has been to suppress the Zhenbei Army, suppress Huo Qingshang, and use up Huo Qing's decades of accumulation in running Xuanbei Prefecture.

On this point, the imperial court was successful.

At its peak, the Zhenbei Palace had a big tree and deep roots. It had 150,000 elite troops inside, and there were county and county officials at all levels who came from the Zhenbei Army. The officials in charge of the county troops could not describe the power of the Zhenbei Palace at that time!

After more than ten years of continuous attacks by the imperial court.
To be continued...